She pointed from her seat on the fireplace hearth. “On the floor!” she demanded. He quickly scampered up and then got down on the floor, not sure if she wanted him on all fours, or on his stomach, or kneeling down for her. He flustered around for a moment before she grabbed his shoulders and made him sit on his heels in front of her. “Down!” she ordered.
She knelt down behind him and pulled one of his arms up to put it behind his head, but he thought she was going to put it around her shoulders, and leaned in toward her. She laughed and ordered him to put his hands behind his head. “Oh, so you think you were going to get some action, did you?” she laughed. “Not fucking hardly! What the fuck was that, some seventh grade movie theater teenage move? “ He felt himself smiling beyond his control, even though he knew that he was going to pay for it later.
“You don’t fucking touch me,” she told him, as she squeezed the head of his semi flacid cock, which was leaking precum like a leaky faucet. She wiggled her hand on his little dick, teasing him.
Wow, it sounds like this slut has a very interesting time ahead of him, doesn’t it? I wonder just how much this femdom is going to use that crop … I’m enjoying it!! :giggle: If you would like to find out, then you’ll have to check back tomorrow for the next part of this humiliation story, or call your phone sex Mistress for a session of your own!
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